I never was an early riser.
As the birds catch the worms,
I’m still caught in my slumber.
The sun rises, heating the air.
As I sleep, the ice melts:
Everyone else gets quite a scare.
Loud sounds echo. The sounds of war.
As screams ring out,
I only snore.
I wake up and the world is gone.
I never saw the changes on the horizon.
I never was an early riser....
